Before dawn, the Emperor had to rise to wash and dress.
By this hour, the civil and military officials were already making their way to the palace in the dark. Jiang Xian had woken up even earlier than he; the moment he opened his eyes, she was already directing the attendants to prepare his Dragon Robe and crown.
"Xian'er, you're up even earlier than I am."
The Emperor took her hand. It was ice-cold. He figured she must have been busy for quite some time after waking, the warmth from the night under the covers long gone. She smiled and said, "I wanted to prepare all of Your Majesty's personal things myself."
No boss dislikes a cautious and meticulous subordinate.
